<font color=afc21a>Sweet nothings and razor blades</font> [Fate]

The Grotto

Disaster has struck!
Years ago, an earthquake broke open several entrances into a deep, winding series of subterranean systems. It was thought that deep below, underground rivers snaked their way below Moladion. Now, flooding in the Northern reaches of Moladion has proven this theory to be true.

The Grotto is almost entirely submerged. Many of the entrances are completely inaccessible, and those that are only extend a few hundred feet before ending in water. The lower entrances, however, act almost like a giant drain for Moladion. Water pours down into the Grotto's maw as powerful rapids and waterfalls, and large amounts of debris have build up throughout the area. It can be exceptionally dangerous to travel due to the risk of flash-flooding and dams suddenly breaking, but the Grotto does offer the most consistent access across the floodwaters because of those dams.

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Sweet nothings and razor blades [Fate]
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Posted on February 18, 2018 at 02:37:04 AM by Gazmala

Since finding her place in The Shadows, Gazmala's mind had been abuzz with various thoughts and plots. Her keen eye and cleverness now had a purpose and a direction which made her blood sing with excitement and her heart race with giddiness. She'd always a been a part of the shadows in the world, but now she was not alone there. There were others who appreciated the finer things in life like her. The exhilaration of a well thought out plan coming together just right. The look on a face when the realization sunk in that they'd been a pawn in a greater scheme. The scent of blood in the misty moorland morning.

While nothing had ever stopped her from being exactly who she was before--hoarding information and gaining the trust of others simply because she could--now there was a sense of freedom. She might live in the shadows, wear them as a cloak about her, but she had purpose and that was freeing. A knife might be sharp but it was harmless unless given a purpose and direction. In that way, she'd become far more dangerous than she'd ever been. She could use her secrets and plans to further a cause and oh was it a good one.

Gaz nearly purred at the thought as she picked her way through the crags on dainty black feet. Her tail was held high and her ears perked as she hummed a little tune to herself. She might not have herself a rank just yet, but she planned to make herself utterly indispensable. The Darkbringer would not cast her aside, she'd make certain of that. Her skills were far too useful for him to cast aside and she'd make certain that no one usurped her in that respect.

Having wended her way through the crags, Gazmala grinned at the scent of water and scanned the rocks until she spotted an entrance to the caverns. She'd heard whispers that there was a ghost that haunted the grotto and figured she ought to see for herself if the whispers held any weight. It might be good to spread this little regional tale, keep people scared, hesitant to enter. Still humming, she paused to take in the beauty of the damp caverns, dark eyes scanning for any glimpse of this supposed spectre.

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the next scream you hear may be your own.. - By d i r g e February 18, 2018 at 06:10:34 PM
Sweet nothings and razor blades - By Gazmala February 18, 2018 at 07:59:08 PM
the next scream you hear may be your own.. - By d i r g e April 2, 2018 at 02:23:42 AM
Sweet nothings and razor blades - By Gazmala April 9, 2018 at 01:10:39 AM
the next scream you hear may be your own.. - By d i r g e April 11, 2018 at 02:44:10 PM
Dirge x Gazmala - By Fate February 18, 2018 at 06:32:29 PM

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